The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1887-03-12
moven song too. and dale o. tender
ness and fine English in it. How is this

As soon as my dead letter came
My sorrows did renew
Sayen, for to die
lido deny
Brave boys, what shall do?
There's a hole in the ballad-I'm not
able for that at all to-nigLt.-You won't
let that sugar alone, again? Sheela-na'
Guira-A'then, joy be with you in q
bottle O. moss, Mary, wherever you are
this evenen, twas you that used to turn
that nate:
Il, trembling, approached this beautiful dame
And in great confusion asked her name
Was she Flora?
Aurora?
Or great Queen Demira?
Says she, am neither-Tm Sheela-na-Guira.
Well, pass to the next-that's too moven;
it puts me in mind of ould times and
things, intirely-Oh, here it is at last
AS I went Yes-oy-that's it.
(and clearing his voice by a ''hem'
which made the neighboring valleys
ring, he commenced the stLamentation'
in truly lamentable key, dwelling with
due degree of tremulous vehemence
upon the semibreves, and prolonging the
keynote from the ferocious, ear-pierc-
ing loudness of trumpet, to the buzz
ing indistinctness of the echo of an
echo's echo).
To view those gay flowers whin spreaden in
bloom,
spied a young taymaIe quite handsome and
fair,
She had me enamored-young Ellen Maguare.
She far exceeds PhGbus-LunO, the moon
Her breath is far sweeter than Roses in June
have travelled this nation-I vow and declare,
But never could aiquil young Ellen Maguare.
At length slept to her. and this did say
Your modest appearance has led me astray-
Both you and blind Cupid has me in snare,
1 hope you'll rilase me young Ellen Maguare.
mind
If could rilase you, I'd be well inclined---
Ny heart is entangled, af you're in snare--
So that is your answer from Ellen Maguare.'
Gondoutha, wisha! And he murdered
her after all the love-oy. indeed
May this be a warning to every young man.
To the lapboard of Sligo straight must ce-
pair
And die for the murder of -'
ssMaguare, he would have sailor
sung-had not the quartrain been cut
short in manner which seemed almost
to threaten the vocalist with fate SINH
lar to that of the unhappy heroine Of
his monody. This was neither more
nor less than well-aimed blow, which
took him on the middle of the crown and
laid him sprawling, book and all, upon
his face and hands in the very centre Of
the high road.
A thousand vague suspicious and sur
misses identified with the peculiar super
stitions of the night-the power of the
secret ministers of evil-the dark and
sudden pooca--the wanton' Sheevrie-
the sowlth Goddess spirit), or the dhin-
amauha-(good people) as mischiev-
ously inclined, Notwithstanding the con-
ciliatory appellation which is given
them, as any among the host of mali
cious spirits who are supposed to make
a holiday on those sacred vigils-and be
gifted with a power almost unlimited
over all who, unprotected by the shield
of secure conscience, are found wan
dering at sunset in lonely places-a
thousand surmises of this nature flashed
in indistinct and hurrying masses upon
the mind of the PROSTATE Maher, and,
for a time, prevented him from lifting
up his eyes, as he would very speedily
have done under any other circumstan-
ces. to ascertain from what cause or
with whom the aggression originated.
His doubts on this subject, however,
we're solved by the sound of shrill
voice, the tones of which, though not
heard during the lapse of many long
day before, were most familiar to his
ear
tsMillia buehus-agus militia gloria!
you contrary boy! have found you at
last? get up wit you, and COON along
home wit me this minnit, I tell you
agin"
Nun raised his eyes cautiously, and
beheld, standing above him with the
of an ashen bough in her hand
and the rosary transferred from that
hand to her neck, the old woman to
whom Suil Dhuv had been so civil when
he met her in the glyn.
'.Aih, mother, is that you that's
THEREOF
s.D'ye hear him for one rogue? Ills
thin. I that's there-get up an COON